Chapter: Ch 59Rue’s POV “Oh my God,” someone blurts in front of me, a guy with a septum ring and a half-full wine glass, eyes bright with recognition. “You’re the Rue, right? From the wedding yesterday?” Claire grins wider beside me, smug with satisfaction. “See? Iconic.” “You wore that blue dress!” a brunette says, already pulling out her phone. “My entire feed is talking about you. Like, you broke the internet a little.” I blink, caught off guard. “Wait, seriously?” The guy waves his phone as if it’s proof enough. “You’re trending, girl. The bride who ditched white. Bold. Romantic. A little scandalous. We love it.” Someone else chimes in from the crowd, nodding with a cocktail in hand. “And married to Alessandro CostaVanilli? Damn. You’re practically royalty.” A startled laugh escapes me, quiet and breathless. I feel a little flustered, a little dizzy, like I have stepped onto a stage I didn’t know I was auditioning for. “Well… thanks, I guess?” Claire elbows me lightly, leaning in with a
Last Updated: 2025-08-02
Chapter: Ch 58RUE By the time we get back, my arms are sore and I’m ready to collapse, but Claire insists on helping me “style the closet” with all the new clothes. Which really just means she lounges on my bed while I do the arranging. I’m hanging up a navy midi dress when she suddenly says, “So… there’s this party tonight.” I glance over my shoulder. “Okay?” She twirls a strand of hair around her finger. “I was invited, but I don’t know if I feel like going alone.” “When is it?” “This night.” I pause mid-hanger. “You’re just saying this now?” She shrugs. “It slipped my mind during our retail therapy. So? Will you come with me?” I hesitate, but the look on her face is already victorious. “Fine,” I sigh. Claire jumps up like she just won the lottery. “Perfect. But there’s no way you’re wearing any of those boring outfits tonight.” I give her a look. “I just bought these.” “Exactly. And they’re for school. Not for a night of music, lights, and questionable decisions. Come to my room. I’
Last Updated: 2025-08-01
Chapter: Ch 57RUEBy the time we get back, my arms are sore and I’m ready to collapse, but Claire insists on helping me “style the closet” with all the new clothes. Which really just means she lounges on my bed while I do the arranging.I’m hanging up a navy midi dress when she suddenly says, “So… there’s this party tonight.”I glance over my shoulder. “Okay?”She twirls a strand of hair around her finger. “I was invited, but I don’t know if I feel like going alone.”“When is it?”“This night.”I pause mid-hanger. “You’re just saying this now?”She shrugs. “It slipped my mind during our retail therapy. So? Will you come with me?”I hesitate, but the look on her face is already victorious.“Fine,” I sigh.Claire jumps up like she just won the lottery. “Perfect. But there’s no way you’re wearing any of those boring outfits tonight.”I give her a look. “I just bought these.”“Exactly. And they’re for school. Not for a night of music, lights, and questionable decisions. Come to my room. I’ll find somet
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: Ch 56RUE The stairs feel longer this morning. My feet are bare against the polished wood, and there’s a lingering ache in my legs from the heels and the hours of standing yesterday. I pull Alessandro’s hoodie tighter around me and make my way toward the breakfast room. Halfway down the stairs, I hear footsteps, fast and light. Then Claire appears around the corner with her phone in her hand and that familiar mischievous grin stretched across her face. “There she is,” she says, pointing at me like I’ve just been summoned by the press. “Mrs. Vanilli, the icon herself.” I blink at her. “You okay?” She practically jogs up the last few steps to meet me and grabs my wrist. “Rue, you’re all over the internet. I mean, I thought there’d be backlash. I expected it. But they love you. Like, full-on worshipping you.” “What?” I ask, half-laughing, half-suspicious. “For the dress?” “For the whole damn thing.” She waves her phone in my face, screen filled with headlines. “‘A Blue-Blooded Bride for
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: Ch 55RUEI sit on the edge of the bed, my fists clenched around the ruined silk pooled in my lap.The stain is deep and ugly, spreading across the bodice like a wound. It’s sticky against my skin. I can still smell the wine sharp, bitter, and clinging to everything.Claire is pacing.Back and forth. Hair bouncing, phone in her hand, muttering to herself like if she keeps moving, she’ll find the answer.“Okay, okay, we can fix this. Maybe Nina can… No, it’s silk, she can’t. God, why did she even have wine in here?”I don’t answer.I’m too busy biting down the fury rising in my throat. My heart is pounding. I can feel it in my temples.That dress was perfect.This moment was supposed to be perfect.And now I’m sitting here, cold and stained and humiliated, while Celeste probably glides down the hallway like she didn’t just throw a grenade into the middle of my wedding day.Claire stops in front of me, her eyes wild. “Rue, say something. Do you want me to call someone? Should I call Alessandr
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
Chapter: Ch 54RUEA knock comes first, then the door creaks open before I can even respond.“Rue?” Claire’s voice is chipper, too chipper for this hour.I groan softly, eyes squinting against the sunlight pouring through the curtains.Claire’s already halfway in the room before I can react. “Oh. Ohh… wow.”I sit up quickly, blanket yanked to my chest. Her eyes widen with mock scandal.“Well, well, well,” she says, grinning. “Look who decided to show up for her wedding thoroughly... exercised.”“Claire,” I mutter, my voice hoarse with sleep and embarrassment.She looks pointedly at the messy sheets, my bare shoulders, then around the room. “Where’s Lover Boy?”“Gone,” I mutter, glancing toward the door.Claire walks in, hands on her hips, eyes sparkling with amusement. “Snuck out early, huh? Probably didn’t want to risk me catching him with bed hair. Smart man.”I sink further under the covers.She laughs. “Rue, you're blushing. I haven’t seen you blush since you tripped in front of the priest durin
Last Updated: 2025-07-31
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Chapter: My sister in law IIThe tiny package of sexual energy was now naked and she pushed me into a chair in the corner and took off my boots and woolen socks. She then slowly did a graceful handstand and ended up in the splits, I think to let me know she was not out of shape, fat mom, but a hot, vital passionate, and curvy 30-something woman who knew how to please a sex partner!She sat at the edge of the enormous king-size bed, her chubby legs slightly spread, revealing a neatly-trimmed dark black bush that perfectly matched her thick head of hair. She smiled thinly and said a little shakily, “You want some?” pointing down at her pussy, seeming to realize what was about to happen. Getting more confident and thinking I might blow this, I said, “Yes, I’d love to make love to the most beautiful woman to ever take her clothes off in front of me,” remembering the advice my dad had given me years before, about always telling a woman how beautiful they are, all the time.She said, “You are such a bull-shitter—just l
Last Updated: 2025-08-20
Chapter: My sister in lawThe first time my sister-in-law Eva flirted with me was on a bitterly cold winter day, while she was helping me straighten up a recently vacated apartment in a building my elderly mother owned. She had trudged down the street bundled in layers, braving the Midwestern freeze just to lend a hand, knowing I wanted the flat rented by February 1st.My older brother Jim had been out of town since just after the holidays, picking up contract work on the West Coast after being laid off. That left Eva home with the kids—18 months, 3, and 7—spread between daycare and school. Jim was a big guy who trusted her completely. He never minded traveling for work, even though he sometimes described their adventurous sex life to me in detail, almost as if to underline how secure he felt.I was a recently divorced, closeted bisexual man, and it didn’t surprise me when Jim half-jokingly told me to “keep an eye on things” while he was gone. He’d laughed and said, “You suck too much dick to keep a woman happ
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Chapter: Don't think about your boyfriend’s dad IV“I never put them on… Nathan dared me to go to church without them and. . .”“And like a little slut, you agreed,” he said, finishing my sentence. Surprisingly, I liked hearing him call me that.He took my hand again and pulled me off the trail, toward a large tree with thick roots snaking out of the ground. He released my hand and sat down on one of the roots.“Lie down on my lap,” he said.I walked toward him and began to bend over his legs, feeling his hands guide me into position across his knees. He pulled my dress up, exposing my bare butt to the cold forest air, and goosebumps prickled over my skin. Before I understood what he was planning, his hand came down hard on my left cheek, startling me and making me jerk away.I had never been spanked before, and I didn’t even know people were into that. He pressed one hand firmly against my back, pushing me down, and with the other, he held me still.“No, you’re not going anywhere until I have your butt all red. You’ve been a naughty
Last Updated: 2025-08-15
Chapter: Don't think about your Boyfriend’s dad IIIBy the next morning, I woke up in my own bed, being lightly shaken by Marina. “We need to change for the wedding,” she said before leaving the room.Last night’s events started flooding back, and in the bright daylight, the embarrassment hit me hard. I had always found Bruno handsome for an older man, but never, not in a million years, would I have imagined watching him masturbate while he watched me doing the same… let alone having sex with Nathan twice while pretending he was his father. I had no idea how I’d be able to face either of them after that. I got out of bed, brushed my teeth, took a quick shower, and changed. All the while, my mind kept replaying that scene. I tried to figure out why I had done it, how I had felt about it in the moment, and how I felt about it now, embarrassment aside. By the time my dress was on, I realized the truth, seeing Bruno like that had made me wet. When he started watching me, I had felt sexier than ever before, horny in a way I couldn’t deny.
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Chapter: Don't think about your boyfriend’s dad IIThe vibration under my pillow pulled me out of sleep. My phone screen glowed, 1:00 a.m. Exactly the time I’d promised Nathan I’d come to his room.Careful not to wake Marina, I slid out of bed and padded to the door. When I stepped into the hallway, I noticed a faint, flickering light at the far end. The TV in the common area was still on.I smiled, imagining Nathan sitting on the couch waiting for me, already hard, probably grinning the moment he saw me. That thought made my steps lighter, my heart quicker. By the time I reached the end of the hallway, I leaned my side against the wall in what I hoped was a sexy pose, ready to catch his attention.But the smile vanished the instant my eyes focused on the couch.It wasn’t Nathan.Bruno was sitting there, shirtless, his head thrown back, eyes closed, mouth parted in silent pleasure. His right hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking slowly, deliberately. Even in the dim blue light of the television, I could see the thick, glistening
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Don't think about your boyfriend’s dadMy boyfriend, Nathan, invited me to travel with his family to attend the wedding of his father’s cousin. The wedding was in another state, and honestly, I couldn’t believe it when my parents agreed to let me go. They’re a little strict, okay, very strict, but when Nathan’s mother assured them that Marina, her oldest daughter, would be sharing a room with me, they agreed.They were certain I wouldn’t have a chance of losing my virginity that way.Of course, what my parents didn’t know was, one, Marina didn’t care if I snuck out to Nathan’s room, as long as I didn’t wake her up. Two, my aunt, who was far more open about sex than my parents, had put me on birth control months ago, and Nathan and I had been sleeping together for a while.Nathan’s family had booked an apartment in an old downtown hotel, with three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a shared open area. I was ridiculously excited.On Friday, after school, I went home with Nathan. We had a quick lunch with his family, then hit the
Last Updated: 2025-08-14
Chapter: Together forever FIONA'S POV.The silence in the room was heavy after Marcellus left. I sat on the bed, my arms wrapped protectively around my belly, trying to reassure myself. “He’ll be back soon,” I whispered, but the words didn’t chase away the lingering fear. The muffled sounds of chaos outside didn’t help. My instincts told me to stay calm, but every fiber of my being wanted to run after Marcellus, to be near him. A sudden creak from the door snapped me out of my thoughts. My head whipped toward the sound, my heart racing. The door swung open violently, and a figure stepped in. “Lena?” I gasped, recognizing the Alpha’s daughter who had always been cold and distant toward me. She shut the door behind her with a slam, her movements sharp and furious. Her eyes, wild with rage, locked onto mine. “You,” she spat, her voice dripping with venom. I instinctively backed up, pressing against the headboard. “Lena, what are you doing here? Marcellus told me to stay here—” “Shut up!” she snapped
Last Updated: 2025-01-28
Chapter: Pure chaos MARCELLUS’ POV.It was a cool evening, the stars twinkling in the clear sky I had been planning this for days, making sure everything was perfect. Fiona deserved nothing less. “Where are we going?” she asked, her voice filled with curiosity as I guided her outside the packhouse. “Patience, my love,” I said, a small smile tugging at my lips. “You’ll see soon enough.” She clutched my arm as we walked through the garden, her steps light but hesitant. The cool night air made her cheeks rosy, and her fiery red hair shone under the moonlight. She looked breathtaking, as she always did. Finally, we reached the spot I had prepared. A blanket was spread out on the soft grass, surrounded by lanterns that cast a warm, flickering light. A basket full of her favorite snacks sat in the center, and a small bouquet of wildflowers rested beside it. Her eyes widened as she took it all in. “Marcellus… this is beautiful.” I watched her reaction closely, feeling a wave of satisfaction at her
Last Updated: 2025-01-27
Chapter: Friends ForeverMARCELLUS’ POV.The sun was blazing hot as Raymond and I stood in the training arena, sweat dripping down my face as I readied myself for another sparring session. I couldn’t help but smirk at him as he adjusted his stance, trying to look confident. “You ready to lose, Raymond?” I teased, rolling my shoulders to ease the tension. He chuckled, shaking his head. “You talk big for someone who barely landed a hit last time.” “Barely?” I raised a brow. “Let’s settle this with a wager then. The winner gets a wish granted by the loser. Deal?” Raymond hesitated for a moment, but then nodded, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Deal. Don’t cry when you lose, Alpha.” We circled each other, the air thick with tension and determination. He came at me fast, throwing a punch that I dodged easily. I countered with a swift kick that nearly knocked him off his feet. For a moment, I thought I had him, but Raymond was nothing if not crafty. He feigned a stumble and came back with a series o
Last Updated: 2025-01-26
Chapter: Three months laterFIONA’S POVThe morning sun streamed through the curtains, filling the room with a warm glow. I sat on the bed, my hand resting on my now-visible baby bump. It still felt surreal, knowing that three little lives were growing inside me. Marcellus walked into the room carrying a tray of food, his face lighting up when he saw me. “Good morning, my love,” he said, placing the tray on the bedside table. I smiled at him, though I couldn’t hide the slight frown as I glanced at the food. My eating habits had been all over the place these past few months. Some days I couldn’t stop eating, while on others, even the smell of food made my stomach turn. “What’s wrong?” he asked, sitting beside me and taking my hand. “I’m just not sure if I can eat,” I admitted. He gave me a soft smile, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “Just try a little, for me? And for the babies?” His words always had a way of melting my worries. I nodded, picking up a piece of toast. As I ate, Marcellus wa
Last Updated: 2025-01-25
Chapter: Away from homeFIONA'S POV I sat on the sofa in Marcellus’s room, my legs tucked under me as I absentmindedly flipped through a book. The sunlight streamed through the large windows, warming the room and making everything feel peaceful. Marcellus was at his desk, stacks of files surrounding him as he worked. It was strange seeing him like this—calm, focused, and completely off I couldn’t help but watch him. His golden hair caught the light as he leaned forward, his brows furrowed in concentration. Every so often, he’d glance at me and smile, making my heart flutter. “This is nice,” I said softly, leaning back against the cushions. “I could get used to this.” He chuckled without looking up. “Used to what? Watching me work?” “Used to spending quiet days with you,” I replied, smiling. “It’s peaceful.” Marcellus looked up then, his eyes softening. “I wish every day could be like this,” he said, his voice full of warmth. I felt a surge of happiness, my hand unconsciously resting on my stomac
Last Updated: 2025-01-24
Chapter: News that burnedLENA’S POV The room was quiet, the kind of stillness that made every little noise louder. I sat on the edge of my bed, my nails tapping against the wooden frame as I stared out the window. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale glow over the pack grounds. My father was late. I checked the time again, biting my lip to stop myself from screaming into the empty room. Finally, the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, followed by the creak of the door opening. Father walked in, his face stern and his steps heavy. “Lena,” he said, closing the door behind him. “It’s late. What’s the matter now?” I didn’t wait for him to come closer. Instead, I jumped up and ran to him, grabbing his arm as tears spilled down my cheeks. “Father,” I whimpered, my voice breaking. “It’s ruined! Everything is ruined!” He frowned, his hands resting on my shoulders. “What are you talking about, child? What’s ruined?” “Marcellus,” I cried, my voice shaking. “He knows. He knows it was all an act!
Last Updated: 2025-01-24
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